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Touch!

I'll stand for nothing less
Or never stand again
These are the limits when one's buried
This body's left the soul

Could we have known
Never should I helped to nail down

Carefull of drifting off
Now losing taste and touch
Turning a pale blue leaning in to say
This body's left the soul
The brain needs oxygen
Can't sneak around this bait
His catacomb has got me by the chin
This body's left the soul

Could we have known
Never would I helped to nail down
With nothing to gain
Here's the clincher
This should be you

Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
And touch
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
The earth
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
The earth

How could we have known
Never would I helped to nail down
I stand for nothing else
With nothing to gain
Here's the clincher
This should be you
Made cold and crippled

This happen to be never changing
Holding inside
Or never stand again
The phobia viewed
Made cold and crippled
Ending it all

Now saturate
Now sturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
The earth
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate

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